“You’re not going anywhere.” “I have to get out of here.” Grace caught two handfuls of his golden hair in her fists and glared. “You are the most stubborn man who ever lived. This is why you’ve been angry at me all this time?” Daniel couldn’t stop his hands from sliding up her sides. “You’re too thin. You have to eat more.” She twisted his hair. “Don’t change the subject. I have always been thin. I have survived very well with no meat on my bones. Now answer me.” Daniel closed his eyes. “Yes,” he admitted. “This is why.” “Well, stop it.” Grace pulled his hair tighter; the pain must have gotten his attention, because his eyes popped open. “This family is going to start getting along, and that includes you and me. And every time you’re rude to me, I’m going to know why, understand?” Daniel nodded. On a sigh he said, “But what if you have a baby? What if you die? I can’t stand to—” “Daniel?” Grace yanked his hair until he quit talking.
